The Work
Mi want an excuse fi get him number for months now and I was glad for it… but all mi can think bout is the shirt and the pants. I want them back. I think I want it to juice out whatever sweat from the work him do just now with the cane juicer in the kitchen. Mi want fi keep it in a perfume bottle to spray on myself. When him ready fi change back, him turn roun and I turn too.
